Word: nomad
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...says, "it suddenly struck me, the message could be here!" And lo, it was; and conveniently specific too: the child would be found "to the north in the east of a land of snow ((Tibet))/ A country where divine thunder spontaneously blazes ((wordplay indicating a town))/ In a beautiful nomad's place with the sign of a cow./ The method ((father)) is Dondrub and the wisdom ((mother)) is Lolaga...
Most importantly, I have come to realize that I am not unusual, that I need not feel like the only rootless nomad. Instead, I have become my roots, all of them. By having many, it is my daily interpretation which matters. Next time, perhaps Rachel could ask instead, "How did you get here...
Aidid's real name is Hassan. Following a common custom, his mother chose a nickname for him that she thought expressed his uncommon determination: Aidid means "one with no weaknesses." He fancies himself a poet in a country nourished on oral tradition and lives the spartan life of a nomad. In the 1950s he served in the Italian colonial police force and as a general in Siad Barre's army in the war with Ethiopia. But as a tribal rival of Siad Barre's Darod clan family, he was never fully trusted and was imprisoned without trial for six years...
...Paul Taylor and Maurice Bejart, among many others. During the '70s his plasticity began to decline, robbing his performances of their wonderful flow. By the '80s the problem had become severe, but despite the advice of friends and critics he would not quit. He was not, however, just a nomad. In 1983 he became artistic director of the Paris Opera Ballet for six colorful years. Again his temperament made headlines, but Nureyev gave the company a professionalism it had virtually forgotten and nurtured the careers of young dancers who are now stars, among them Sylvie Guillem, Patrick Dupond, Charles Jude...
...dressed in battle fatigues and armed with M-16 rifles issue orders. Wielding 3-ft. wooden switches, they herd the people into neat rows at the rear of a large earthen courtyard. In 30 minutes more than 2,000 people are seated on the ground while others stream in: nomad women wrapped in black shawls, grandmothers in tattered sackcloth, lone children naked but for a makeshift shirt. At one point the crowd seethes forward. Guards, screaming, strike the women on their bare backs. Discipline, of a sort, is restored...